Perlman is like the Samantha in Sex in the city?

this morning, I woke up and put a Mozart CD in and started listening. Requiem soon became way too serious for Sunday morning. I know it would take me closer to God, but it's just not feeling like one of those Sunday mornings.

So I turned to a newly acquired Oistrakh playing various violin sonatas (disc 52 of this series).

A discussion with YiChun over skype ensued. Oistrakh's Back sonata really is cold, and less emotional than we both liked. I didn't really see the point of Reger's piece, and even less so for Ysaye. The Wieniawski was just ok and was played by with David & Igor. Kinda special since this is when Igor was still young.

Then came the Prokofiev sonata for 2 violins. Man, talk about cold. It was cold. Shortly after the music started, I had the picture of a worn out artist, pacing an empty street in the middle of winter. Cold, and just beaten by the world. When allegro started, he was telling the story of the love of his life - how his girl friend broke his heart. A 2 second smile quickly faded as he recounted the time they had spent together when he realizes that he is without a home, without success, without money, and worst of all, without his love.

I just couldn't take these three russians (David, Igor Oistrakh, and Prokofiev) drowning me more on this Sunday morning - it's cold, cloudy with no sun as is. I just had to switch to something a little more upbeat.

Mozart Requiuem too serious, Oistrakh playing Prokofiev too depressing, I turned to.........
Perlman's Greatest hits. Yeah, I know. It starts with Carmen Fantasy. Wow, I don't even want to imagine what it would sound like of Oistrakh was playing that. (Let's just leave the debate of Perlman's music for another day)

I said to YiChun: "Compared to Oistrakh, Perlman is like the Samantha in Sex in the city."